I turned into a little public-house this evening, where Maurice—­ the fisherman I have spoken of before—­and some of his friends often sit when it is too wild for fishing.  While we were talking a man came in, and joined rather busily in what was being said, though I could see he was not belonging to the place.  He moved his position several times till he was quite close to me, then he whispered:  ’Will you stand me a medium, mister?  I’m hard set for money this while past.’  When he had got his medium he began to give me his history.  He was a journeyman tailor who had been a year or more in the place, and was beginning to pick up a little Irish to get along with.  When he had gone we had a long talk about the making of canoes and the difference between those used in Connaught and Munster.

‘They have been in this country,’ said Maurice, ’for twenty or twenty-five years only, and before that we had boats; a canoe will cost twelve pounds, or maybe thirteen pounds, and there is one old man beyond who charges fifteen pounds.  If it is well done a canoe will stand for eight years, and you can get a new skin on it when the first one is gone.’  I told him I thought canoes had been in Connemara since the beginning of the world.

‘That may well be,’ he went on, ’for there was a certain man going out as a pilot, up and down into Clare, and it was he made them first in this place.  It is a trade few can learn, for it is all done within the head; you will have to sit down and think it out, and then make up when it is all ready in your mind.’

I described the fixed thole-pins that are used in Connaught—­here they use two freely moving thole-pins, with the oar loose between them, and they jeered at the simplicity of the Connaught system.  Then we got on the relative value of canoes and boats.

‘They are not better than boats,’ said Maurice, ’but they are more useful.  Before you get a heavy boat swimming you will be wet up to your waist, and then you will be sitting the whole night like that; but a canoe will swim in a handful of water, so that you can get in dry and warm the whole night.  Then there will be seven men in a big boat and seven shares of the fish; but in a canoe there will be three men only and three shares of the fish, though the nets are the same in the two.’

After a while a man sang a song, and then we began talking of tunes and playing the fiddle, and I told them how hard it was to get any sound out of one in a cottage with a floor of earth and a thatched roof over you.

‘I can believe that,’ said one of the men.  ’There was a man a while since went into Tralee to buy a fiddle; and when he went into the shop an old fiddler followed him into it, thinking maybe he’d get the price of a pint.  Well, the man was within choicing the fiddles, maybe forty of them, and the old fiddler whispered to him to take them out into the air, “for there’s many a fiddle would sound well in here wouldn’t be worth a curse outside,” says he; so he was bringing them out and bringing them out till he found a good one among them.’